by Gerri Ravyn Stanfield | Feb 9, 2016 | Revolution of the Spirit, Revolutionary Poems, Uncategorized |
for those times when you slap against a stone wall inside yourself and crawl between the sheets to weep: the wise woman tells you to sing your pain to the ocean and burn wood in the sand anoint yourself with cedar oil and your grandmother’s name wait and change... 
by Gerri Ravyn Stanfield | Sep 30, 2015 | Revolutionary Poems, Uncategorized |
You took all the liquor Bourbon, vodka, Canadian whisky aquavit from Sweden, the bottle of dessert port and the sharpest knives. Took the large bottle of ibuprofen, my head screamed. Left the bicycle that you had been saying you would ride again for ten years ... 
by Gerri Ravyn Stanfield | Aug 24, 2015 | Revolution of the Spirit, Revolutionary Poems, Uncategorized |
When you have fallen to the bottom of your world: Yes you can lie facedown, forehead pressed to the hardwood floor knowing that you have no control over what happens next, keep pressing the play next episode button on Netflix, eat potato chips and stare vacantly,... 
by Gerri Ravyn Stanfield | Jun 15, 2015 | Revolution of the Spirit, Revolutionary Poems |
yesterday, I saw spiders everywhere in the forest small busy spinners knitting the world together with a shimmering net sometimes, I trust that cosmic net even when my DNA is screaming to string myself too tight, overstretch and tremble. be cruel to survive. we... 
by Gerri Ravyn Stanfield | Apr 15, 2015 | Revolution of the Spirit, Revolutionary Poems |
in spring, the gray light is webbed and wet. I walk the tightrope of my healerteacherwriter life. some days, I coax words into the whitespace and listen some nights, from the mists, thirteen wild ones pour into the living room with maenad claws and fearless soft skins...
